Here’s a philosophical thought: limitations don’t exist in a vacuum. In other words, the concept of being limited necessitates the concept of being unlimited. In Wicked, when Elphaba and Glinda sing “together we’re unlimited,” they’re also acknowledging the limitations they face when they’re not united as a team.
The same duality is true for Mitzrayim. The Hebrew name for Egypt, which we all heard and read at our seders, we often translate as “narrowness” or “the narrow space,” and it’s made up of the same Hebrew letters as the word meitzarim, the word for limitations. But the existence of Mitzrayim implies the existence of the opposite: the freedom of a space that is wide open, and the uncertainty that comes with it.
The story we are commanded to tell each Passover l’chol dorotam, for all generations, is not just about leaving that narrow place. It’s about what comes next, because leaving Egypt is only the beginning.
The Israelites step out of centuries of oppression and immediately find themselves not in freedom as we might imagine it, but in something far more disorienting: the wilderness. An open, vast, unstructured expanse. No walls, but also no clear path. No Pharaoh, but also no certainty. The narrowness and predictability of Egypt are replaced by the overwhelming wideness of the desert. And that, too, is frightening.
The Torah reminds us that this journey is not a one-time event. Again and again, we are told that we must remember it, reenact it, live it, l’chol dorotam. At the seder table, we don’t simply recall history; we enter it. We eat the matzah, the bread of affliction, both because our ancestors did and because we, too, know something of constriction. We taste the bitterness of maror because bitterness is not confined to the past. And we recline, even if it feels aspirational, because freedom is something we are still learning how to inhabit.
But here is the deeper truth: sometimes we get so used to the narrowness that the openness feels more dangerous. In Egypt, the Israelites knew who they were – slaves. In the desert, they must figure out who they might become. In Egypt, survival was the goal. In the desert, they are asked to build a society, to receive Torah, and to imagine a different way of being.
The journey from narrowness to expansiveness is not smooth. It is filled with longing for what was, even when “what was” was painful. “Let us go back,” they say, because at least there, life was predictable.
And if we’re being honest, we know that feeling too. There are moments in life when we find ourselves in tight places. And there are moments when the possibility of change, of growth, of stepping into something new feels even more terrifying than staying stuck.
Passover does not promise that the desert will be easy; it promises that it is necessary. The seder becomes our annual rehearsal for that truth. We gather around the table – messy, multigenerational, filled with questions – and we practice telling the story of moving from constriction toward possibility. We remind ourselves that even when the path is unclear, we are not alone. That freedom is not a single moment, but a lifelong journey. That we carry the memory of narrowness not to stay trapped in it, but to recognize it, and to move through it.
Throughout the week of Passover and l’chol dorotam, we ask:
Where are the narrow places in our lives? Where are we being called into something wider, even if it feels uncertain? And then, gently, courageously, we take a step forward.
May the rest of this Passover invite us not only to leave the narrow places we know, but to trust ourselves in the wilderness that follows. And may we, together, learn how to walk toward a freedom that is still unfolding.